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Billboard Hitmakers Go Grizz Opps know what come behind it every time that they be dissin' us Thirty on that blick, nigga, the only thing I'm switchin' up Postin' all my shows, they know the lo', so tell them get with us Make the wrong move when you pull up, we turn the whole car to dust Bought a couple whips, other half came rented Wanna pursue my career but I got beef that I ain't finished Put a beam in it, when I hit I wanna know I popped somethin' Clean nigga, when we jam, the 22 known to mop somethin' Barely talk, why the fuck they actin' like they know mе? Sittin' in public, we gon' bag that lil' boy up like groceriеs Just went bought the foreign with Amiris on And a cup of lean, and a bunch of orange Nigga should've used his head, nah, he ain't got it on We catch him out of bounds, we camp, they hit the ground Got guns in every city for smoke that's out of town Forever load up, yeah We still rollin', yeah They gon' go with me, yeah Forever loading, still rollin', still rollin' Courthouse only time that we lack Name a time we didn't get-get back Letras de cancionesWhole city know when we roll, it get ugly So in that county they won't touch me Play with us, you die, I tell you sixteen-hundred times When them youngins slide, them niggas slide with no permission Tell the one who rappin' don't be dissin' to get signed This ain't even for you but God know his business Hardest nigga out Mobile, you can't deny I sold drank out every trap on Raven Drive I got back off that night they tried to take my life (What the fuck they showin' up for? Hit, hit, hit, hit) I forgot that I was rich My jewelry on with a stick Hope Lord forgive me for my sins But I'm living off revenge They don't want no war with us They don't want no war with us, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah They don't want no war with us, yeah They don't want no war with us, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Opps know what come behind it every time that they be dissin' us Thirty on that blick, nigga, the only thing I'm switchin' up Postin' all my shows, they know the lo', so tell them get with us Make the wrong move when you pull up, we turn the whole car to dust Bought a couple whips, other half came rented Wanna pursue my career but I got beef that I ain't finished Put a beam in it, when I hit I wanna know I popped somethin' Clean nigga, when we jam, the 22 known to mop somethin' Barely talk, why the fuck they actin' like they know me? Sittin' in public, we gon' bag that lil' boy up like groceries Just went bought the foreign with Amiris on And a cup of lean, and a bunch of orange Nigga should've used his head, nah, he ain't got it on We catch him out of bounds, we camp, they hit the ground Got guns in every city for smoke that's out of town Forever load up, yeah We still rollin', yeah They gon' go with me, yeah Forever loading, still rollin', still rollin' From Letras Mania